Crushing Cans

There's a hole in this keg, hole in my heart The mountains ain't blue but my thoughts sure are Wish I knew where to go, knew what to say But my true north aint working anyway I need a GPS Feelin' like an SOB Why'd she have to go running around on me I got cold cocked Gotta cold can Sitting right here in my hand Guess i'm gonna chill here and wait for the sun to rise Blowing off steam no time to cry I just gotta be the bigger man So I'm crushing cans It's friday night, been working hard all week Need to get a little air get back on my feet Head down to the bar, and what do I see This pretty little blonde with her eye on me Her man walks in Gets a little mean Now she's riding in my shotgun seat I got cold cocked Gotta cold can Pretty little lady wanting me to be her man Guess were gonna chill here and wait for the sun to rise Drunk off of love in the pale moonlight It turned into more than just a one night stand It all started with cruising cans Ten years later she still riding in my seat That fight mighta been the best thing that ever happened to me When I got cold cocked Had a cold can Pretty little lady wanting me to be her man Guess we're gonna sit here and wait for the sun to rise Drunk off of love in the pale moonlight It turned into more than just a one night stand It all started with cruising cans We're just crushing cans